"She waved to greet someone, but they ignored her, and not only did they ignore her, they also looked at Shuangshuang with disdain."
"..."
Disdain?
That's quite a strong word, strong enough to make Shuangshuang, who had been silent and unhappy, lift her head and glance at Prince Huang.
"What do you mean by disdain? Can my brother even talk?"
Su Xiaomeng listened and thought that it seemed like the little girl's bad mood might really be related to Ma Siyuan. She told Prince Huang to go and wash his hands to prepare for dinner, then sat beside Shuangshuang herself, bending down toward her face.
"Little Ma didn't greet you, huh? Is that why you're upset?"
"..."
Shuangshuang pouted.
